#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
he spoke to mice and sparrows and his hair was white at the age… his father beat him every day and… lit candles in the church. his grandmother came while the boy…
They had this thing called Training Class, and so for 30 minutes each night, anyhow, we didn’t have to stick mail. A big Italiano got up on the lecture platform to tell us where it was....
over my radio now comes the sound of a truly mad org… can see some monk drunk in a cellar mind gone or found,
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from
Our man was there to meet us, Gary Benson. He also wrote poetry and drove a cab. He was very fat but at least he didn’t look like a poet, he didn’t look North Beach or East Village or l...
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
I’m not going to die easy; I’ve sat on your suicide beds in some of the worst holes in America,
the girls are coming home in their… and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car
she cut my toenails the night befo… and in the morning she said, “I th… just lay here all day.” which meant she wasn’t going to wo… she was at my apartment—which mean…
I took women either to the boxing matches or to the racetrack. That Thursday night I took Katherine to the boxing matches at the Olympic auditorium. She had never been to a live fight. ...
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…